Tell me Muse and do not refuse
To speak of my fights and my victories
Speak Memory of my wife, Penelope,
And keep lit that light on my history
My fate has been spun by the spinners of the sun
And I'm caught in their web far from you
If only I could see the smoke from your chimney
Then I would not forget the thought of you
Weave your tears on a loom, my dear
Unraveled by the light of the moon
For there's not a sea on earth
With a wide enough a berth
To keep me from returning soon
My eyes are sore from staring from this shore
My gaze it rests on the horizon
And the smell of the brine haunts me from the time
The sun sets to the rosy-fingered dawn
May the Gods quarrel over my sorrow
May they decide in their mind what's right for me
I do not think that my ship would sink
If they sent their wind behind me
Weave your tears on a loom, my dear
Unraveled by the light of the moon
For there's not a sea on earth
With a wide enough a berth
To keep me from returning soon
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